/I'm a lover, I'm a winner, I'm a fighter,
Gonna set your soul on fire,
I'm a lover, I'm a renegade fighter,
Gonna set your soul on fire/

Well, apparently someone is in a good mood and singing aloud. The purple-blue stallion with fiery colored stripes had an extra spring in his step as he hummed more of the song to himself.

He flicks his tail at some blades of tall grass in passing. Renegade wasn't hungry for food, he was hungry for something or rather someone else. His beautiful Indian had been hiding away for so long, that Ren had decided to seek her out on this most windy day.

"Indian!" He calls back, grinning hugely. When she was in reach, Ren snuffles her mane and nibbles her neck like she was something scrumptious. "Mmm, definitely too long, beautiful."

Ren lovingly runs his gaze over her warm shining form. He couldn't get enough of looking at her. There was no one else like his Indian. "You're one of a kind, you know that?" Ren says with a soft smile. "What have you been upto?"

She stated this fact fairly modestly, as if she was... Somehow embarressed by this, but in the good way, of course. She ran her muzzle down his neck, feeling every muscle. She felt a small chill run down her spine when she lipped gently at his mane.

"Perhaps..." but Ren didn't seem to agree completely, in his personal opinion Indian was the only one. Thats love for ya.

The skin over his withers shiver slightly from her touch. "Me? Oh, just trying to aviod foalsitting the twins back home. Did you know that my ole buddy, Shade got himself twins? They're really something...a real pain in the tail." he chuckles warmly. "But you gotta love them, they're so full of life."

Giving her a light nip he starts walking along, taking her with him. Ren didn't know why, but he just felt like singing to her. But he wasn't sure what she'd want to hear...